Whether it was a human warrior or a demon beast Venerable, they all lowered their heads and prostrate on the ground one by one, not daring to look up at the sky.

There is no law phase, in a place where blood and thunder are dense, there is a woman in red, with black hair and red eyes, enchanting the world and seducing all beings, but it is also as cold as winter snow, cold and gloomy.

The woman in red fell into the ground safely and said coldly: "Dust!"

In the depths of the Chaos Cave Mountain, Benchen lies in a green spiritual pool, which is the place where the fire of all living beings is born.

After half a month of rest, Benchen's wound has been scarred, and his vitality has also been greatly restored.

"Little Wanling, I didn't expect that you, a proud guy, would also choose the master, it just so happens that you and I have lost the power of heaven and earth, and it would be better to be a pair. ”

In the middle of this dust dantian, the Netherworld Flame and the Spirit Fire of all living beings are chatting, and the fight is hot.

After nearly half a month of getting along, all living beings knew that this Netherflame belonged to the ruffian nature, and let it provoke, but they didn't answer.

Benchen lost too much blood and was dying, coupled with the resentment and blasting vibration condensed by the evil spirits, if it weren't for the treatment of all living beings, even if Benchen was not stoned to death by the boulder, it is estimated that he would have to be in a coma for half a year before his injuries could be relieved.

After another three days, Ben Chen suddenly opened his eyes, two sword rays burst out from his eyes, shooting towards the stone wall, if someone is here, you will find that there is a crack on the stone wall, of course, if someone is here, you will not find this crack, but will be amazed by Ben Chen's sword intent, after condensing three points of sword intent, it has surpassed the old monster who has cultivated for many years.

Ben Chen's right hand touched the scar left by the broken arm, a little stunned, no matter how strong Ben Chen is, he can't change his heart, he is still the purest and most kind Ben Chen.

Gone...... It's really gone...... I'm a monster with a broken arm from now on...... A Broken Arm Monster......

Benchen kept chattering, and his face was a little miserable.

The three artifacts did not comfort Benchen, Benchen is indeed a broken arm, but if you get the magic medicine 'Living Blood Demon Ginseng', you can be reborn with a broken arm and restore your original appearance, they are very clear, Benchen is very clear in his heart, very clear, but he is still very unable to endure the pain of losing his heart.

After a cup of tea, Benchen woke up again, and the matter was a foregone conclusion, his arm had been crushed under the boulder, and now he was afraid that it was all rotting.

Flashed into the Xuanwu Temple and came to the place of the evil undead.

Huang Wutian: "Benchen boy, your arm?"

Benchen said with a little bitterness: "It's broken!"

Huangwu Tiandao: "It's okay, with your ability, you will definitely be able to obtain the magic medicine in the future and be reborn with a broken arm." ”

Benchen said: "It's still good as before!"

"Oh, this ......"

Huang Wutian has no way to continue, and he also said that if he can't win this dust, he will be punished by this dust.

"Who is that evil undead?" Ben Chen asked a little coldly, all because of this miscellaneous, so Ben Chen remembered the sin on its head.

Huangwu Tiandao: "I don't know, but he is by no means simple, he should be a figure in ancient times." ”

Benchen looked at the source of the evil undead who was surging with blood, and said coldly: "I still need the master to force you to come out by myself." ”

I saw a blood-red figure appear, looking at Ben Chen: "Boy, you are the most heterogeneous person the deity has ever seen, even in our era, there is no one to compare with you." ”

Benchen asked, "Who are you?"

"You're good, but ......," the evil undead wanted to say.

I saw Benchen spread his hands, the power of the ten major attributes was exposed, and a prisoner shrouded the origin of the evil undead, and said coldly: "There is too much nonsense. ”

"The power of the ten attributes, how is it possible? How is it possible?" said the evil undead in disbelief.

Huang Wutian was also the first time to see the power of the original dust attribute, and he was also taken aback, he knew that the power of the original dust attribute did not know one, not only two or three, but as many as six or seven, but when the original dust really showed his strength, he was also shocked.

"What a monster!" said Huang Wutian with a sigh.

With the influence of Benchen's thoughts, the Nether Flame was blessed, and the evil undead continued to be calcined, and the spirit fire of all living beings also joined it, refining the evil undead.

"Netherfire!"

The evil undead shouted in despair, the power of the ten major attributes of the original dust had already made it feel oppressed, coupled with the Nether Flame, refining itself was just a matter of raising its hands.

However, Benchen would not give up refining because of his despair, and he intensified his efforts.

The evil undead felt the mortal threat, and said coldly: "It is the misfortune of my Rong Qishan to meet such a demon as you in this era, but if you want Rong to bow your head, you are not worthy, with your talent to kill the world, who can stop it!"

Huang Wutian remembered one thing, the characteristics of the evil undead: blood, soul eater, killing, resentment...... Once the Lord is recognized, it can affect the master, even in ancient times, several powerful statues were recognized by the evil undead, and finally became a killing giant beast, without humanity at all, many tribes were destroyed, and the evil undead recognized the master, and the cultivation was wonderful, and it was not an exaggeration to say a thousand miles a day, and the killing spirit would also increase.

"Benchen boy, he wants to forcibly confess to you, don't ......"

It's just that before Huang Wutian's words fell, he heard the evil undead laugh wildly: "It's late, it's already late." ”

The power of the evil undead origin frantically poured into Ben Chen's body, and at this moment, Ben Chen's body was evil, murderous, and resentful...... surrounded, he seemed to have turned into a peerless killing god.

Xuanyuan Sword: "This should be the means of the heavens. ”

Haotian Tower: "Yes, it's just a pity, this doesn't play any role in this kid, this time it's a loss to his wife and a soldier." ”

Shennong Ding: "The heart of Benchen is pure and good, it is the nemesis of all evil things, these grievances and evil qi gather in Benchen, and the final result is only to dissipate in the void, enhance the power of the soul for Benchen, and gather the power of faith for Benchen." ”

Huang Wutian saw that Benchen was full of evil energy, and said a little sluggishly: "It's over, it's over, everything is over." ”

In the consciousness space, the evil undead are bewitching Benchen, asking him to cleanse this turbid world, eliminate all the inferior human races, and establish a real human world, so that he has all the precious things of time, and becomes the supreme king of Tianxuan.

Ben Chen watched the performance of the evil undead like this, and all the fantasies around him were nothing, completely unable to affect Ben Chen's inner world, and after a while, Ben Cai said to the evil undead: "Don't you think it's very naïve? Send you a sentence 'Heaven and earth have righteousness, mixed with manifolds', I Benchen has not done bad things in my life, how can I be confused by these tricks, besides, Benchen is only willing to be a grain of dust, not willing to be the king of this world, let alone kill early, so disperse!"

All the substitutions are gone, and the resentful spirits, evil spirits, and murderous aura surrounding Benchen ...... All of them dissipated into the void and turned into pure energy, absorbed by the dust.

"The power of the pure and unsullied divine soul, impossible, impossible, not ......" This is still the last roar of Rongqi Mountain, it recognizes the main dust, and life and death are also in the dust in an instant.

Absorbing the power of Rong Qi Mountain's divine soul, Ben Chen's divine soul soared, but his brows did wrinkle, this Rong Qi Mountain didn't have much memory, and the only remaining memories were how he became the spirit of the evil undead, and the others were only vague.

"Qishen Mountain, what kind of place is this?" asked Benchen to the three artifacts.

However, the three artifacts did not give Benchen useful information, it seems that this is not the place of the Tianxuan Continent, of course, it may also be a corner of the Tianxuan Continent, after all, they have not traveled all over the Tianxuan Continent.

"Scattered, dispersed?"

Huang Wutian saw that all the negative aura on Benchen's body had dispersed, and said a little dumbfounded, he had never seen such a strange thing, thinking about the person who was devoured by the evil undead in the past, even from three miles away, he could feel the evil aura it emitted, but Benchen dispersed it so easily, it was really strange and incomprehensible.

"Old guy, what are you doing looking at the master?" Benchen woke up and saw Huang Wutian staring at him, and couldn't help asking.

Huang Wutian was awakened by Benchen's voice and asked, "Boy, are you okay?"

This made Benchen not very happy, and said: "Old guy, what are you talking about, the master's arm is broken, do you still think that the master has something?"

Huang Wu Tiandao: "You have been recognized by the evil undead, and it has not affected you......" He paused at this point, and then exclaimed loudly: "Could it be... Are you the power of a pure and unsullied divine soul?"

Benchen said: "I don't know, but that guy seems to have said the same thing just now." ”

"No wonder, no wonder, good luck boy!"

This trip to the chaotic cave mountain is a catastrophe and a fortune in terms of Benchen, which completely confirms the sentence 'safety and danger are easy, and fortune and misfortune are relied on', and the broken arm is a catastrophe, and it is a blessing to obtain the fire, soul and strength of all things, and it is a good fortune to make it worthwhile.

"Old guy, who do you say is seriously injured in the back?"

In the chaotic forest, Benchen sat on the big bull and strolled forward.

A day ago, I went out of the Chaos Cave Mountain, and met a lot of experienced martial artists on the way, and there were many people who were talking about the news of the battle between the King of Chaos Cave Mountain and the powerhouses of the Heavenly Realm, most of them praised the terrifying strength of the King of Humans.

After listening to the crowd, Benchen quickly figured out the key, some people don't want to make a fortune in the world too quickly, and then threaten their status.

Huang Wu Tiandao: "Needless to say, the Blood Demon Clan, the night should have its shadow, and the Long Knife Gate, you slapped them with a big mouth, but now it is better not to take a big action, of course, except for dealing with the Blood Demon Clan, if it is to slaughter the Blood Demon Clan, it is beneficial and harmless to the development of the human world, and if it is to deal with the Night and the Long Knife Gate, it is harmful and unprofitable." ”

Benchen nodded and said with a sigh: "People's hearts~!"

Don't waste time, start cultivating the alchemy technique, he now has reached the peak of the middle stage of the heavenly realm, another forbidden technique in the alchemy: soul capture.

The soul is overwhelming, but the martial artist is trapped in an illusion, life and death are not up to him, if he is successful in cultivation, whether he is alive or dead is aimed at the dust in an instant.

The big bull didn't walk very fast, but the demonless beasts and the human warriors dared to take a step closer, and the breath of the Heavenly Dao Realm was the powerhouse of the Heavenly Realm, and they had to deal with it carefully.

Zheng ...... Zheng ...... Ooh...... Ooh......

The sound of Xiao Killing's piano, the sword intent as cold as frost, a big battle is underway.

"What a talented little swordsman, but it's a pity that he is a man of the night. ”

Huang Wutian muttered, I met a little guy with good talent, but it's a pity that he is a person from the hostile forces of the dark night, no matter how good the talent is, he is an enemy, and for many practices in the night, Huang Wutian does not look at it.

Benchen withdrew from cultivation and said to Da Niu: "Da Niu, go over!"

The big bull nodded the bull's head, changed direction and continued to move forward.

Here, a masked girl in green clothes holds the piano in one hand and plays with the other, and the battle is a master with a black knife in her hand. The sound of the piano is as wonderful as the sound of the dome, and the sword roars like a raging wind.